Is that good? What does that an?
Jin Yuanyuan stared at those four characters with two punctuation marks from the Sun text for a long ti, unable to figure out what he ant.
But she was afraid that Mr. Sun would suspect her intelligence wasn’t enough, so she was embarrassed to ask further.
Thinking about it, she decided not to ask why or anything anymore, and just thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Sun."
Mr. Sun: "You’re welco, I’m just fulfilling my promise to you."
Promise her?
When Jin Yuanyuan saw this sentence from Mr. Sun, she was confused, "What did you promise ?"
"Aren’t the children performing today? Hasn’t it started yet?"
Mr. Sun awkwardly changed the subject.
Jin Yuanyuan replied, "My friend is doing their makeup now, I’ll send you a video later."
She was still puzzled about what she had promised Mr. Sun, but was too embarrassed to ask.
Mr. Sun: "Not worried about data anymore?"
Speaking of data, Jin Yuanyuan was embarrassed again, "The data you topped up for might last until the end of the year."
Previously, because she was worried about phone bills, she only subscribed to the minimum data package and always turned off the data when not using it. When Mr. Sun contacted her, sotis it took several days for her to see it.
At the ti, she was very straightforward and explained to Mr. Sun that she was afraid of exceeding the data limit, so she turned it off.
That very day, she received two consecutive top-up notifications for 5G of data, and since then, her data remained on. Whenever Mr. Sun ssaged her, as long as she wasn’t in class, she could reply instantly.
Mr. Sun’s explanation was that sotis he wanted to check on the children, and couldn’t imdiately get a response, which left him uneasy.
Jin Tongxie believed it.
"Jin Yuanyuan, what are you doing in there?"
Suddenly, Ji Anning’s voice called from outside, and Jin Yuanyuan imdiately craned her neck to look out the window.
The little ones had all changed into their performance costus, and she quickly told Mr. Sun: "My friend is calling , I have to go now, I’ll send you the video later."
In a hurry, she was too lazy to type and sent a voice ssage directly.
Because she had been conversing with Ji Anning using voice ssages recently, she was quite used to sending them, only realizing after she had done so.
She was annoyed but didn’t retract it.
Mr. Sun: "Okay."
The bustling small town, the rustic inn with an antique style, the second-floor balcony decorated like a small garden, and a man wearing a black and white striped shirt stood in the corner of the balcony.
In his hand, he kept replaying the sa voice ssage, the sa sweet voice of Yueyue.
Underneath his glasses, his deep black eyes gradually lit up with a bright smile.
Warm and gentle as jade.
His other hand rested on the balcony railing, his long fingers carelessly making piano-playing motions.
After listening once, he lightly touched the screen again with his fingers, and he smiled.
Finally... finally heard your voice.
...
To welco Ji Anning and Fenfen, and to make the elderly in the village happy.
Jin Yuanyuan arranged four programs for about twenty people, including singing, dancing, and recitations.
The dance was her own design, trained in two weeks, with amazing results.
Ji Anning held up her phone, raised it, and said to the man on the screen: "Look, your daughter, she’s the little one there, did you see her?"
Ten little girls, wearing white tutus, were dancing.
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